The bed is just that big.

It's hard for two people to sleep, let alone three.

In the end, they could only sleep on the floor together.

Fortunately, there was no need to worry about catching a cold when sleeping on the floor in this weather, so the three of them chatted until late at night.

When he was about to fall asleep, Chang Sui yawned and said drowsily, "It would be great if Senior Brother was here too..."

He fell asleep right after he finished speaking. Yu Ziheng looked distressed: "But Master will definitely not be used to sleeping like this. How could he possibly sleep on the floor?"

Ling Xinghua actually laughed out loud this time: "Go to sleep, don't talk nonsense, we still have to travel tomorrow."

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At this time, Yan Huailiu had just come out of the secret room. He had been reading books for several hours and constantly trying all kinds of strange methods in them. Now he felt dizzy.

He was wobbling even when standing on the sword, and he forced himself to be alert the moment he entered the barrier.

Gu Xingyun met him on the road as usual, and his complexion seemed much better: "Master, I thought you were not coming."

"How could that be? I was just so busy that I forgot about time."

Yan Huailiu let him support him and walk forward, with little stars in front of his eyes.

As soon as he entered the room, he went straight to the bed: "Why are you still not resting so late? You don't have to pick me up next time. I don't know when I will come."

"My disciple has nothing to do anyway, so it's okay to wait a little longer."

Gu Xingyun brought a basin of water to help him soak his feet. His eyes inadvertently slid across the pair of anklets, and he reached out and touched the empty small ring on them.

"Master, do you like bells?"

He asked casually.

After a long time without any response, when I looked up, I saw Yan Huailiu's sleeping face.

"Why are you so tired?" Gu Xingyun lowered his voice, carefully helped him wipe his feet, took off his coat, and carried him to the bed.

I was thinking we could chat a little longer, but I didn't expect to fall asleep so quickly.

He moved closer tentatively and placed his hand on Yan Huailiu's body.

After making sure that his expression didn't change, she held him in her arms with confidence.

I have been practicing with that wrong mental method for the whole day today, and I have been able to slowly control my breath.

His cultivation gradually stabilized, and he just wanted to try how close the two of them could get.

What he needs to do so as not to affect his master's mind during close contact?

I'm going crazy.

There was no need to worry too much about his previous mischief, because his previous cultivation level was not enough to hurt Yan Huailiu at all.

But it's different now.

He didn't even dare to touch it.

It's so painful to be able to see, touch, and eat something.

But all this pain was brought upon himself, and he had no place to seek justice.

Once again, I kept my eyes open and watched all night.

Yan Huailiu's daily routine is sometimes very regular, almost to the point of obsessive-compulsive disorder.

At certain times, even if his mind was not clear, he would open his eyes and sit up.

This time when he regained consciousness, he met Gu Xingyun's red eyes.

"Master, good morning. Did you sleep well?"

Yan Huailiu nodded after a long time: "Well, it's okay."

He stretched and said, "You sleep a little longer, I'm leaving first."

"Master, don't be so anxious. Let's talk about it after dinner." Gu Xingyun stood up and helped him put on his clothes.

He then prepared some water for him to wash up, and instructed him in a tone that brooked no argument: "Master, please rest for a while. I will prepare the meal soon."

Yan Huailiu was not in the mood to eat at all, but he couldn't refuse this kindness.

He brought a lot of food for Gu Xingyun, enough for him to eat for half a month. There was also a special small kitchen in the yard, which made cooking very convenient.

There was a sound of cutting something outside. Yan Huailiu sat there in a daze, reviewing the books he had read yesterday in his mind.

There is very little introduction about demonic cultivators, and even if it is mentioned, it only teaches how to find the weaknesses of demonic cultivators and how to kill them.

Those words made him feel uncomfortable all over.

He didn't want Gu Xingyun to be looked at strangely by others.

I don’t know how long I was in a daze, but a few dishes appeared in front of me, and the aroma instantly aroused my appetite.

The table was full of his favorite foods.

Yan Huailiu was so slow that he only remembered to ask now: "What do you like to eat?"

It seemed that for so long, Gu Xingyun had always done things according to his preferences.

Gu Xingyun placed the porridge in front of him and said, "Whatever Master likes to eat, I will eat it too."

He doesn't have too many requirements for food, as long as he can fill his stomach.

Yan Huailiu lowered his head: "Then think about it, what is your favorite food, I will make it for you when I have the chance."

Gu Xingyun was silent for a rare moment, thinking about the strange-tasting dishes he had eaten that day.

I wanted to refuse but couldn't bring myself to say it, so I could only agree: "Okay, if I think of it, I will tell Master."

It’s not necessary to eat something made by Master himself, but if Master likes to make it, then I’ll eat it.

"Xinghua and Ziheng have gone down the mountain to train. It will probably take a long time for them to come back. This is a gift that Ziheng and Jingming prepared for you. They wanted to visit you."

Yan Huailiu placed a small package next to Gu Xingyun.

The latter just took a look and didn't open it immediately.

"Didn't Jingming go with you?"

"No, he's not interested in those things. He just follows Little Lightning all over the mountains and plains every day. Yesterday he even cried and said he couldn't find Little Lightning."

Yan Huailiu took a sip of porridge and said, "Little Lightning might be hiding and sulking. This little guy is so smart. I don't even worry about it getting lost when Jingming is lost."

Gu Xingyun took out a small bottle from his arms: "Master, can you help me take this to Jingming? And this letter."

"Oh, okay." Yan Huailiu put it away without asking any questions.

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